Endless Summer Salads

I’d never completely understood the utter satisfaction that comes from growing my own food until now. Although, I can’t think of a time where there hasn’t been a garden in my life, its been bred into me you could say, I never really took pleasure in growing veges. My parents have always had the grandest roses and some of my earliest memories were of getting out of the Sunday gardening by pretending to be ill. I’d sit by the window to watch and listen to them chatter as they raked and sheared but Lady Moss is never too proud to admit to a bit of a lazy streak.

Moving out of home I began the habit immediately of having some greenery about me. Even if it was just a little window box of parched violets it was something alive. Sometimes barely.

Even now I am astounded when I realise I have quite the green thumb and can keep many wondrous plants happy and thriving. I’ve stuck primarily to a constant herb supply and floral abundance but it was this Spring that I stopped waiting for the perfect vegetable plot and started my very own Greek garden out the back.

I chatter to my babies as I wander around inspecting them each morning and it is this I’m sure and not the perfect growing conditions we have had of late that has encouraged their speedy growth. Not only for my own pleasure of course, but the wonder of children watching a yellow flower bud turn into a tiny green podlet before expanding into a bright, bold tomato! If only they would ripen immediately and we could eat straight from the vine. Soon I say to them. Soon.

The intense flavour that comes from fresh cut Rocket is a meal in itself and I laugh when I pick a stem and chew it joyously like some food critic checking its crisp peppery taste before bringing it to table. Meals are so easy when you know there are already two ingredients to hand! Tonight we are indulging in fresh, homemade pizza with rocket, basil and oregano from our garden. Hopefully soon that list will include my tomatoes. If the bushes heaving with yellow buds are anything to go by, picking the ripe fruit will be a relief to the plant come high summer!

And so I encourage you to dig and to grow. Even if like me, its just a few recycled pots sitting in direct sunshine ready for the wet summer we are due to have. Little seedlings planted into organic potting mix and chook poo, watered each day with wine in hand and all of a sudden you have yourself a salad!

Let me introduce you to my garden of delights!






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